#the sentence my parents physically cannot say

[queenshelby]

Chemical Reactions (P. 8)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy as J Robert Oppenheimer x Student Reader

Warning: Lots of Dialogue, Age-Gap, Infidelity

Words: 1,670

Note: The fic is spoiler free and my own fantasy and imagination. It is not historically and scientifically accurate.

Previous Parts: 1; 2; 3; 4; 5; 6; 7

THIS PART IS DIALOGUE HEAVY AND PART EIGHT WILL BE SIMILAR, BOTH PARTS ARE NECESSARY THOUGH TO EXPAND THE STORY.

Two weeks later...

Two weeks had passed and, still, there had been no word from Robert. He had not contacted you and no one at the science faculty knew where he was. Haakon, too, had not heard from him and you certainly did not want to ask his wife Kitty about his whereabouts, no matter how worried you were when it came to his safety.

Over the past week, however, governmental security at Berkley had been ramped up and, in particular, Robert’s office as well as the two physics labs across the hallway from it, were guarded by army personnel.

No one was allowed to enter and, even though this impacted the research for your thesis, you did not dare to argue with these intimidating men, carrying guns and grimacing looks on their faces.

One man, in particular, stood out to you. He was tall, arrogant, and even more intimidating than the other. He was only there occasionally to check on how matters were progressing and it was this very same man who pulled you aside on a Friday afternoon and asked you to join him in Robert’s office.

“My name is General Lesley Groves” he introduced himself before gesturing for you to sit down on the chair across from Robert’s desk while he took a seat on Robert’s chair.

“Y/N Y/LN, pleasure to meet you” you said, attempting to shake his hand, but he would not allow it and gave you a stern look instead.

“I know who you are” he then said before placing a file with your name written atop of it on the desk, close enough for you to read the sentence “Security File” but far enough away from you for you not to reach it.

“Okay, so why am I here, in this room, with you, General Groves?” you asked nervously but politely, seeing how intimidating this man was for you.

“You are here because Dr J Robert Oppenheimer thinks very highly of you and I need to determine why” he told you sternly and hearing those words from the General came as a relief to you as, at least now, you knew that Robert was thinking of you.

“It’s about his project then, isn’t it?” you asked, wanting get some more information from this intimidating man who, unbeknownst to you at this point, was not going to give anything away.

“The project?” he thus asked, furrowing his eyebrows. “Now tell me, Miss Y/LN, what did Dr Oppenheimer tell you about the project?” he then wanted to know why giving you another intimidating look over.

“Nothing much. He just said that he would like me to join his team and that it would be a good career opportunity” you lied, causing the General to furrow his eyebrows again, this time more evidently than before.

“Well, he actually asked for two of his students to join this highly secretive government operation and, in both instances, security clearance was denied” the General pointed out, causing your heart to sink. You expected this to be the case since, after all, your parents were well known communists and, yet, you had been somewhat hopeful for a miracle.

“Now, with respect to the other student, my staff’s decision to deny him clearance was accepted by Dr Oppenheimer. There was no issue whatsoever. With you, however, Dr Oppenheimer held firm to his belief that your involvement in the project is vital. With your status as an undergrad student however, I cannot, for the life of me, understand why your involvement is so important to a man of Dr Oppenheimer’s intelligence. So, perhaps, you can shed some light into his reasons me?” the General then asked you in the most intimidating manner and you really did not know what to say and how to answer him.

“Did you ask him about his reasons?” you thus asked without receiving any sort of reaction from General Groves. “Because, if not, I suggest that you do that rather than interrogate me. Now would you excuse me” you then told him while standing up. You were ready to leave and, since the General did nothing but stare at you for the past two minutes, you were frustrated by the situation. You knew that there was nothing you could do about the army’s decision to deny your security clearance and, thus, simply wanted to put this matter to rest.

The General, however, would not allow you to go just yet and ordered you to sit down, which was a request with which you reluctantly complied.

“I asked Dr Oppenheimer about his reasons and he seems to think that your approach to quantum physics is innovative and new. You are an A grade student and your work at Harvard was exceptional and so is your work at Berkley, which is why I am considering his request to review your security clearance rejection which, was actioned by one of my senior staff members last week” Lesley Groves explained and you thought that, perhaps, there was still a chance for you to get on to the project.

“What do you want to know?” you thus asked while leaning forward and pressing your hands together nervously, fidgeting and sweating all at the same time.

“I want to know about your communist associations” General Groves then requested and you chuckled.

“I am not a communist and I have cut ties with everyone who is a party member so, really, there are is no association” you told him with quite some confidence in your voice and, the truth was, that you had nothing to hide.

“Your father was recently arrested for suspected treason. What do you have to say about that?” the General then went on to ask while taking some notes and, again, you managed to answer him confidently.

“Suspected, yes, but I doubt that he actually committed an offence. He is not that stupid. In any event, I have not spoken to him in over a year so I my thoughts on this matter are neutral” you explained as you had no intel on your father’s party involvement these days.

“Are you a communist party member?” Lesley Groves then asked which, again, earned him a chuckle.

“You already know that I am not and never was, myself, a party member. I am sure that information is in your file” you informed him and, for a moment, he chuckled himself. He knew that you were right. This information was, indeed, in his file and, yet, he asked you about it nonetheless.

“What is your relationship to J Robert Oppenheimer?” was the next question he asked and this question caused you to lie.

“He is my professor and thesis supervisor” you told him which, of course, was the truth.

“Is that all he is to you?” the General then wanted to know and you nodded.

“Yes” you lied, which is when the General retrieved two letters from your security file.

“Would you like to reconsider your answer?” he then asked as he handed you the letters which, clearly, he had already opened and read.

“What is this?” you asked before puling them apart and commencing to read them slowly while General Groves remained silent, giving you some time to digest the content of them which, to your surprise, was largely romantic in nature.

Both letters were from Robert and included poems as well as accounts of your sexual encounter. The letters were explicit in nature but also highly passionate which was something that surprised you. He clearly missed you and he most certainly had already developed strong feelings for you, using phrases like “my love” and talking of your future together which, in your mind, did not even exist.

“Oh my god, did you read these?” you eventually asked with blushing cheeks, seeing how personal these letters were.

“Yes, I did” the General answered you bluntly and you broke out in anger.

“These letters are personal. You had no right” you began to say angrily which is when General Groves interrupted you.

“This is a national emergency Miss Y/LN. We are at war with Germany and I am here to ensure that a project like the one being implemented right now isn’t subject to treason. The last thing this country needs is information being leaked to the enemy” he told you with a voice stern and authoritive.

“You mean the allies” you chuckled, causing the General to give you a look of confusion.

“What?” he asked and you ought to clarify.

“Your concern is that someone like myself would leak information to the soviet-union. This is why you are doing all this, is it not?” you asked while rolling your eye in disbelieve.

“Perhaps. So, let me ask you again, what is your relationship with J Robert Oppenheimer?” the General then repeated and you answered him again, this time more truthfully than before.

“I am his student. He is my professor and thesis supervisor. We had sexual relations once” you admitted while crossing your arms. “Now are you satisfied?” you asked and, indeed, he was.

“Yes, I am. I am satisfied that my colleague has made the right decision to deny your security clearance” General Groves announced and your heart dropped. “You can keep the letters, noting that I have asked Dr Oppenheimer to refrain from contacting you again. No doubt you will be attending his lecture at Berkley next week, which will be his last, following his resignation as professor at this facility. But other than that, I expect there to be no further contact moving forward. Do you understand?” Lesley Groves then asked and, whilst you tried hard to hold back your tears, you could not and stood abruptly before barging towards the door, thereby ignoring his question.

“Miss Y/LN, I would suggest that you choose your intimate partners more wisely moving forward. The rejection of your security clearance will be noted on record, thus impacting future employment opportunities” the General then said as you had already turned your back to him and this, itself, hurt even more, knowing that you would now struggle finding employment in the field you were so passionate about.

To be continued…

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[strawhatkia]

sundress season.

INCLUDES ! 1610!miles and hobie brown x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! they see you in a sundress for the first time

WARNINGS ! character and reader are not together...yet!,

WORD COUNT ! 0.6k

A/N ! the way this was suppose to be the whole spider crew plus miguel and i got tired not even half way through....this just gon be a lil tester but this is getting deleted and revamped later !

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🌻🖌✧ SPIDER-MILES !

i cannot fathom to you how flustered this boy gets on a regular day when y'all really not doing anything. the boy already really likes how you look in your regular uniform or just casual street clothes so when rio and jeff invite you over for the carne asada/cookout and you popped in a sundress of all things, he kinda doesn't know how to act.

oh, and his parents find it absolutely hilarious. this is really the time where him being jeff's son and aaron's nephew really shines through. he's awkward about it and can't seem to get through any of his sentences.

he really likes the way it fits you and the color compliments you well but he has such a hard time for like a good 30 minutes. eventually, aaron comes to save him and gives him a tip of going to get some drinks for the both of you and take you somewhere private to talk.

not to mention, his whole family thinks you two are too cute for words and takes every chance to mention how much of a good couple you two make. once you come back over to get something to eat, you are bombarded by multiple family members. miles is definitely nervously laughing to get through the embarrassment of all them making the most outlandish comments and gave up after the 4th tia said how lucky he is to have you.

— ☾⋆⁺₊🎸🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 ✧ HOBIE BROWN !

this is literally the world's boldest man ever, he truly don't give a fuck whose watching. you were actually in the middle of a block party when you were called to debrief about a mission. not to be bothered to put on your suit (especially since peter b. walks around in a pink robe of all things), you step through the portal in your sundress and sandals.

certainly not the first time hq has seen you out of uniform but the sundress has you grabbing compliments left and right from all the spider people present (even miguel, which was surprising). it would be hobie to see you last though. he was originally talking to pav who was rambling on about his recent date with gayatri again when he catches a glimpse of you pass by to go into the meeting room with miguel and jessica.

now in my eyes, hobie immediately tunes out of pav's conversation at once to focus all of his attention on you and makes the split decision to follow you in there. it's not like jessica will care enough to kick him out and he does not care what miguel has to say. quite frankly, the man only sees you at the moment and that doesn't even catch up to him until he's right in front of you.

then in the thickest accent possible, he flirts endlessly throughout the entire meeting. the man has no sense of personal space around his friends and it's only ten times worse with you. hanging off your shoulders, wrapping his long arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder while hugging from behind. you do your best to acknowledge, because ignoring him will not work and only make it worse, but to also get through the meeting.

it's easy to chalk it up as hobie being a physical person but there's only so much to explain the way he feels up on the material of the dress, making comments that make you feel like you're blushing and distract from whatever miguel was saying before he gave up and just told you to come in later. without hobie.

leaving the meeting was easier than staying in it but now you gotta deal with a very cocky spiderman that is doing his absolute best to talk you into coming back to his dimension. (pav is watching from a distance with a bag of popcorn, squealing over how many of his friends are having romance novel moments)

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[krovscastlerpg]

It’s a special Valentine’s Day Ask Wednesday! To participate, just reblog this post and remember to send asks to the other players participating!

Romantic Headcanon Meme

Send a number (and, optionally, a ship) and I’ll describe:

How my Muse acts differently around their love interest(s)

What my Muse admires about their love interest(s)

What sort of daydreams / stray thoughts they have about their love interest(s)

Their worries/insecurities regarding their love interest(s)

How they express their interest/affection prior to a relationship

How they go about confessing their attraction

How they respond to a confession of attraction

How they respond to an anonymous love letter

Any physical/emotional/mental/spiritual feature(s) they find attractive

Personality traits they find attractive

How my Muse handles date night preparation

Ways my Muse goes out of their way for their love interest(s)

Ways my Muse seduces (or tries to) their love interest(s)

My Muse’s attitude towards sex and when/how to bring it up with their partner(s)

The differences between lust and love for my Muse

My Muse’s kinks and how they would bring them up to their partners), if at all

My Muse’s sexual fantasies regarding their partner(s)

How my Muse shows their love for their partner(s) non-verbally/through actions

What my Muse says instead of the words ‘I love you’

Any pet names my Muse has or would call their partner(s)

How my Muse would comfort their partner

How my Muse would tease their partner

My Muse’s thoughts on marriage and their position as a spouse

My Muse’s thoughts on starting a family and their position as a parent

My Muse’s thoughts on their experience / skill in bed

My Muse’s favorite part about having sex with their partner(s)

My Muse’s go-to gift or treat for their significant other(s)

My Muse’s favorite way to spoil and/or pleasure their partner(s)

My Muse’s preferred method of being spoiled / pleasured by their partner(s)

Ask any other question you can think of!

Punny Pick-up Lines Sentence Starters

( in the spirit of Valentine’s day, here’s a compilation of various funny & punny pick-up lines !  Feel free to adjust them to better fit your muses and/or add more context. )

🚪  ❝ I a-door you ! ❞

🍵  ❝ You’re a cute tea ! ❞

🧁  ❝ You bake me crazy ! ❞

🫁  ❝ We belung together ! ❞

🐚  ❝ You’re very spe-shell ! ❞

🧈  ❝ You’re my butter half ! ❞

🔥  ❝ We’re a perfect match ! ❞

🍲  ❝ You make miso happy ! ❞

🥕  ❝ I carrot live without you ! ❞

🐻  ❝ I love you bear-y much ! ❞

🍌  ❝ I find you very a-peeling ! ❞

🐳  ❝ I whale always love you ! ❞

🍞  ❝ You’re the loaf of my life ! ❞

🦦  ❝ There’s no otter like you ! ❞

🦐  ❝ You’re shrimply the best ! ❞

🍉  ❝ You’re my one in a melon ! ❞

🍕  ❝ You have a pizza my heart ! ❞

🐰  ❝ Nobunny compares to you ! ❞

🪵  ❝ Wood you be my valentine ? ❞

🍋  ❝ This is my best pick-up lime... ❞

🍅  ❝ I love you from my head to-ma-toes ! ❞

🌮  ❝ Can we taco ‘bout how cute you are ? ❞

🍄  ❝ You take up so mushroom in my heart ! ❞

🍍  ❝ If you were a fruit, you’d be a fine-apple. ❞

🗼  ❝ Are you a tower? Because Eiffel for you ! ❞

🌽  ❝ I know it’s corny, but you’re a-maize-ing ! ❞

🍩  ❝ I donut know what I would do without you ! ❞

☕️  ❝ Words cannot expresso how much you mean to me ! ❞

🧀  ❝ This might sound cheesy, but I think you’re really grate ! ❞

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[eggyboyoart]

LMK Red Son Headcanons

Bulls grunt and snort when they're happy and Red Son does the same.

His grunts are more like short, rough rumbly purrs though

he definitely huffs fire/smoke from his nose

his scent is smoke, metal and spices

they has a BOTTOMLESS PIT for a stomach

He also really likes spicy foods (obvs)

DADDY ISSUES

whenever anyone compliments him, hes giggling and kicking his feet like a little girl

like, tucking their hair behind their ears, fiddling with their necklaces-

They're agender (genderless/lack of gender)

He'd probably say some corny shit too like

"I DO NOT CONFORM TO YOUR MORTAL CONCEPT OF GENDER-"

He wears skirts I DON'T MAKE THE RULES-

they only wear skirts when its a special event, like a dinner or a date-

he makes me so mentally ill OMGG-

every other sentence they say is yelling or screaming

they really like dressing up, even if they're just going out of their room to get a snack

like, he'll put on the most badass gorgeous outfit and then just, get a book from the library

HE HAS A BULL FORM

just imagine a shorter, more red version of the Demon Bull King and you have Red Son :D

her hair is still fire in this form

also, they don't need to style their hair because its fire

like, its constantly moving anyway so theres basically no point

Red Son has a strict schedule

Its like, ‘At exactly 7am, I am to be OUT OF MY ROOM and having breakfast and then at 7:30am I need to be IN THE LABORATORY-‘

Like, every second of their day is scheduled and they hate interruptions

He is physically incapable of going with the flow

I HC that demons don't need as much sleep as humans/mortals do so his sleep schedule is probably like, go to bed at 1am and wake up at 6am (thats like 5hrs of sleep, right-?)

They also have really high standards

Like, only the best for the SPAWN OF THE DEMON BULL KING

Goes to really high-end tailors or the Demon Bull King Family Personal Tailor (because of course, why wouldn’t they probably have one of those, the bunch of divas-)

I’m torn between saying that Red Son listens to either exclusively classical music or the most perverted, sexual songs ever (Like WAP-)

It depends on his mood that day

Is incapable of sitting still

Bestie HAS to be moving, whether that’s bouncing their leg, tapping their fingers, fiddling with some little machine

He HAS to move or be doing something

They don’t sleep with blankets because of their fire

Hes just so warm all the time, he doesn’t need it tbh

They sleep with a singular pillow under his head

they fall asleep flat on their back with their hands on their stomach, but will wake up with half the room on fire and only their legs on the bed

They cannot FATHOM people being rude to their parents, she is unable to comprehend that kind of disrespect

he has a brutal side eye, paired with a judgemental sneer and you’ll never want to leave your house again

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[iwasforcedtomakethisbytum]

As a former homeschool kid there are sometimes characters that i see in a different light because of my personal experience and with wttt there are 3 characters i personally see aa having a homeschooled vibe, there's probably others but quite frankly i don't care about most characters outside of the main six

Firstly Florida for starters speaking complete full sentences but being unable to read (at least in English, he might be able in Spanish but that's hc to my knowledge honestly) and that's not necessary impossible for a non homeschool kid to be unable to read especially with a reading/learning disorder but homeschooling doesn't typically make it much better, and plenty of kids I've met have learned to read later in life because their parents simply didn't care to teach them, i think he'd have less issues with overly strict parents, and more with his parents just being neglectful, so i feel he would be just allowed to do whatever outside all day so maybe he'd be waiting for his friends to get out of school to hang out so he might be slightly more socialized

It could also explain how he acts in meeting, seemingly unable to talk in any formal manner for the most part, from my experience i didn't have much experience with formal conversation and i didn't really learn too much about formality aside from being nice to strangers honestly until i was a bit older sure it probably doesn't matter too much considering barely anyone speaks formally in the series but him especially is informal most of the time like most other characters seem capable of formality

California is the second one I'm listing here and i think he would get a fairly okay education, he'd learn how to read at an acceptable age and maybe know the most basic math, i personally like to think that his issue with homeschooling would come with religious shit and isolation, hence why he'd stop reading the Bible i personally would think he'd stop as an adult after realizing what actually happened when he was growing up i do imagine his church was quite fucked up

And his behavior in meetings, he's stated to not be friends with anyone even if he talks to them assumingly on a regular basis, he's fairly nice (i mean in comparison to others) but he is overly self righteous and I'd argue a bit uptight and thinks he's better than others, and it's not like they're the worse traits ever but yeah, that's not really fun to hang around without other traits to make up for it, which i cannot really think of anything i mean I'm sure there is but i just can't think of anything tbh

And lastly texas he's probably in a tie for most well adjusted with califlower (i simply just can't decide who handles their adulthood better) he's a jackass i mean what else can i say? I mean he could also be unaware of how to act in formal situations but yeah that's not as interesting as everything else

I personally think his religious trauma would be less extreme than California so he'd still be religious but he's probably gone no contact with his parents honestly, he does have a stronger accent and although i know it's really just an exaggeration of the real thing but i do think the idea of him only having his relatives teaching him how to speak would make a bit of sense because in our generation people typically in the us speak pretty similar (with a bit of difference but often not much) especially since the internet was invented and i could imagine his parents not liking it and banning it. Of course i would believe there was physical or emotional abuse, i could also see child labor a line a remember, i think it's an interesting concept, honestly overall he might see his parents as horrible people but not the fact he was homeschooled as horrible idk i just don't think he'd fully realize his trauma maybe somewhat but not fully

Thank you for reading this, what do you think?

also I'm not that old I'm just in highschool, i just wanted to clear any miscommunication about it

#welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #wttt #wttsh #wttt texas #wttt florida #wttt california

[silvcrignis]

Claude Frollo Out of Context Sentence Starters || Part I/?

I have a divine mission to spread the Our Claude > Canon Frollo propaganda. What better way to do so than by making various quotes of his a sentence meme?

Clowning

 “What the FUCK is Bible Study & Chill?!”

 “Do you lot think the Booberry ghost is blue because he died by strangulation???

“I was absolutely high as shit last night. The Warwick Davis leprechaun himself could have started playing knick knack on my lung & I likely would not have noticed.”

 “HOW MANY OF YOU FUCKERS SAW ME EVERYDAY & KNEW I WAS GAY & DID NOT FUCKING SAY ANYTHING?!”

 “MA’M/SIR THAT IS FOUR MILLION DOLLAR MERCHANDISE DO NOT BREAK WHAT YOU CANNOT BUY!” 

 “...Why do you smell like Nesquik Strawberry Milk?” 

“The asshole you are trying to reach is not available. Please disconnect the call & do not try again.”

“Also the day you catch me living in a shack is the day to lock me up because that would mean I finally went clinical, pal."

“Quit talking about shoving things in my ass, you perverted old man/woman!” 

 “Well. You are BORING me right now. I cannot relate to your poor person problems.”

“If I could physically meet myself I would beat the shit out of him.” 

“…I am not sweet, __. Slander me again & I will take legal action.” 

“Her vagina could probably host a fucking bounce house for all of them.”

“Na fam. Delete it right now.”

“Nearly every single time you speak you bring this family great dishonour.”

 “There is only so much suffering I can endure.”

 “I FOUND A CAT!

 “You would end up being spilt worse than my firewood.

“You cannot do coke, that is illegal!

 “Down to fucking kill myself.”

 “If you are so insistent on sucking my cock this often you ought get some knee pads.”

“I like snow. It is a good way to hit your enemies with glass shards before they realise what is happening.”

 “Do you want bullshit or the truth?”

 “I am seconds away from a brain aneurysm, son.”

 “You would be a wonderful addition to someone’s mantle. In an urn!”

 “Shut the fuck up, old man!”

 “I do not use Faebook. Faebook is for losers & old people.”

 *sarcastically* “I went out to the woods. Pretended to be a forest nymph for a few hours.”

“That is… Not my problem.”

 “Did the vibrating make it better or worse, son?”

“New Jersey’s state fruit is blueberry, you fucking crackhead.”

“No no. Continue squabbling, bottoms.”

“Like what the fuck like I can say hoe if I want to! I am a hoe, I have the pass!” 

“I want no part in your cockles, __.”

“That is too many babies, Miss/Mister.”

“Ugh no.”

“Pull up then, Fuckboy.”

“Actually I was thinking about that one medieval meme about the leggings.” 

“You cannot cancel me. I am a bad bitch.” 

Being Fucking For Real

“… Unless… Oh fuck… I must be having another psychotic break.

“Would not be the first goddamn time I had a hallucination…”

“Those were the last words I ever said to my own son’s face… Then I never saw him again.”

“... Tell me you love me again? Please?”

“What the hell was I supposed to say to you that would not sound fucking weird & desperate?”

“You know, wills to read & a little brother to parent…”

“… It was always you but… You deserve someone normal.”

“I will be perfectly fine alone, the way I always am.”

*wryly* “Ah yes, because everyone keeps their promises, __.”

“I am going to beat his ass. The next time. I see him.”

“God, I know I do not deserve it but I love you so fucking much.”

#Sentence Starter Meme #Roleplay Meme #RP Meme #Sentence Starter Prompt #Roleplay Prompt #RP Prompt #x: Don't Be Craven! (Meme) #c: Claude #x: Scripted #((He's too quotable & its terrifying)) #((This is beautiful I love how he can be either a moron or bring me to tears))

[discoevsky]

The Blue Castle Chapter 1 Analysis

This is sooo late, but I didn’t have time till now!

Here are my chapter by chapter analysis/thoughts of The Blue Castle (separate post per chaper)

SPOILERS FOR THE BOOK

Chapter 1

Valency’s life is so empty that rain, the most mundane of all weathers in fiction, made an impact and brought change. Her life is so boring that her heart problems don’t scare her, but annoys her.

Valency also wakes up to dullness “Valency wakened early, in the lifeless, hopeless hour just preceding dwan”. There is no moment of happiness where her eyes are open. And her entire life, 29 years amounts to one sentence “One does not sleep well, sometimes, when one is twenty-nine on the morrow, and unmarried, in a community and connection where the unmarried are simply those who have failed to get a man”.

Despite her drab existence, Montgomery still shows the tiny bit of resistance she displays. Valency hopes for romance. For her era, women desiring love and romance was frowned upon. How dare you express emotions that border carnal sins. Romance and love were expected to thrust itself upon women. But Valency desires it, and eventually seeks it.

Montgomery also shows Valency’s resistance in her failure to be in her family’s good grace. Her lack of confidence in herself is built by those who see her has a failure. But the only reason Valency sees herself as such is because she isn’t interested in being the type of person her family expects.

Let’s talk about Valency’s room. It’s described to have e a yellow painted floor and a rug with a grinning dog on it. There is red paper on the ceiling and a lambrequin with purple roses. This room looks to be an aged child’s room. Valency, despite being almost 30, is stuck in a child’s room that both she and time have outgrown. Her room captures how her family also treats her. As a woman who is but a child because she is not married. Montgomery really highlights the importance of marriage for women during her time. It’s not that women want a happily every after, it’s that women want to be able to grow up and make decisions (as best they could for their society). Her room is also surrounded by family pictures. She cannot escape them, for they are physically there in photo frame context. They suffocate her even in the one place she runs to escape them. They even attempt to invade her physically space like a parent sharing the bed of a young sick child or spanking a child.

I love this line “Valency never persisted”. It’s a clever play on words for to persist can also mean to go on, to endure, dare I say, to exists despite all. Another play on words is with “She did not want anyone to know about her heart”. There is the physical heart with it’s anomalies and then, there her metaphorical heart with its blue castle and desires.

Valency’s family is also presented as no less interesting then her. So boring and drab, that their names and personalities blend into one another. Can you tell me you know each Stirling and their quirks by heart?

There is a line in chapter 1 that reveals the sharp contrast between Valency and Barney. Montgomery mentions Valency “had been poor all her life and knew the falling bitterness of it. So she endured [Uncle Benjamin’s] riddles and even smiled tortured little smiles over him”. Poverty plays a huge role why Valency’s mother insists on Valency catering to her relatives. Since her father is dead, Valency has no man in her life to provide any security, and so she cannot really be herself because she’s dependent on an inheritance. This is a sharp contrast to Barney who is open about being socially outcasted. Montgomery kind of hints in the first chapter that characters with bad characters, have little to loose. It also explains why Valency and Barney are different yet similar in kind. Barney probably would have been like Valency if he was poor. Another example is with Dr. Trent. Valency thinks of going to Dr. Trent. A doctor is someone well off, compared to Valency, and again, Montgomery shows us the ability to be impertinent and its relation to power and wealth. Dr. Trent told Cousin Glady’s that her neuritis was made up

Valency compares disloyalty to her clan as the devil, yet the irony is that her clan pushed her to the devil.

#the blue castle #valency stirling #lucy maud montgomery #the blue castle book club #blue castle spoilers

[an-honest-puck]

I have watched Pray Don't Be Fickle far too many times than is normal (thanks @personinthepalace for sharing the whole scene lol) and I simply cannot get over how incredible Jonathan's voice is- like, the tone of his voice?? so crisp and clear it's amazing

(also, I love rewatching it and watching everyone reacting to him lol)

the fact that it's Harry who first summons him and names him Reverend Jon

Nancy suggesting a silly summoning spell to give Jonathan time to get on stage

the musicians in the background looking at Jon, waiting for him to cue them

Nancy double checking that he's coming and Harry trying not to break as he watches Jon walk on

ok no but hold on, the pure delight on Nancy's face when she realises that Jon's actually going to get on there and sing is so wonderful and lowkey kinda heartwarming?? idk, she's just so hyped for this moment y'all, it's hard not to get swept up in the excitement ya dig?? lol

not Jon Oscar starting his cameo with a pun XDD

"I sense someone has become something jarred!" - Oscar

Charlie: Our headmistress has been turned into a pickle! We need you to reverse that. Oscar: Of course. Well, my children, there's only one way to do that of course. Charlie: Of course- Oscar, breaking half way through this sentence: Which I fear is through song.

Nancy absolutely setting Jon up for a big dramatic song and of course the kicker: "Why don't you take... centre stage?"

listen, I know Nancy literally gestured for him to be centre stage, but that still doesn't explain why he starts this song kneeling pfffff- fr who knows, but it's a bloody power move if I ever did see one

speaking of brilliant moves, shoutout to Charlie for inviting everyone in the cast on the stage to be a part of this iconic moment 😌

Oscar: Uhh. My children, I must say, I'm disappointed that tonight is the only show my parents are watching.

Almost everyone else in the cast: *breaking*

Oscar: But here we go.

the band and Jonathan being perfectly timed on that opening chord and note??? wtf is this improv magic????? /amazed

I'm sorry but even from that very first line "When you've been turned" his tone is so crisp and so strong my god

also, I can't tell if rhyming 'jarred' with an alternate pronunciation of 'prepared' (i.e. 'preparred') is lazy or lazy enough to be genius XD

I adore Lauren and Nancy's all the little interjections in the first few lines and Jon including them in the song XD

Jon: When you've been turned into something jarred Lauren: Sing it, Reverend! Jon: You must be prepared, be preparred Nancy: It's just you! Jon: It's just me it's a solo, that's unfortunate Nancy (literally just as Jonathan has goe up to the two Henrys and Shields looks like he's about to help him lol): Don't try and pass it, Jon! Jon: But do not worry, things are gonna turn out great!

the knowing laugh of the audience when Jonathan sings "Pray, don't be fickle..." (because how else are you gonna rhyme 'pickle' ya dig?? XD)

but fr tho, Jono vocally popped off on the chorus!!!!!!!

also can we spare a moment to appreciate the way he physically embraces this song?? he's not dancing, but he absolutely nails the 'possessed by the music' acting direction of the scene and I friggin love it!!!!!

(the man is surprisingly light on his feet I would love to see him tap - Charlie says he was a great tap dancer back in their LAMDA days lol)

gotta love the musicians changing the rhythm of the song on him - to be fair, they are keeping in the gospel style of shifting the rhythm lol

and in true improv style, Jono incorporating that into the song XD

"A different kind of rhythm has started / And I know that we're all gonna see the change!" - Oscar

(yo how did he hit that note on 'change'?!!?!?)

and then of course he pops off lyrically and vocally

yo I legit have to record it here because this bit of lyrical improv is Showstopper level!!!!

A different kind of rhythm has started And I know that we're all gonna see the change! Magic's here and the lord is upon us So don't be fearful, now don't be enraged!

his vocal interjections in the second chorus!!!!! the way he becomes a choir director and gets everyone to do the chorus again because no one actually knew how the chorus went, least of all him!!! XD

and then he gets back on his knees and it's all over for us bitches /affectionate because it's me, I'm bitches XD

the way he signals for the music to stop is so fckn cool omg

THE RUN HE HITS ON 'PRAY' ADFSAKHDJFKSLAHLDJSK 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

(Nancy in the background looking so proud!!!!!!!!!!!!)

THE TIMING OF THE BAND TO COME BACK IN WITH THE MUSIC ASDFHADSFJLKAFHLJK 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

again with the badass stop-the-music signal?!?!?! we get it you're a fkcn bombass vocalist AND you're musically trained goddang- /jk

and to top it all off: a pitch perfect exit featuring a Shields flourish to end

in conclusion: Mischief, give the people what they want and let Jonathan Sayer sing more in your future productions!!!!!!!

#jonathan sayer #mischief movie night in #pray don't be fickle #the day harry got cut in half #mischief theatre #i rewatched it to finish writing this post and i still get giddy/hyped listening to him hit that final run DAMN #i think the hype got to me and the last half of this post is a mess of me just screaming in capslock at how good this song is lmao #but listen i could legit yell about this song for ages lol #(sidenote: it's funny because if the fans appeal to mischief comedy they're kinda appealing to jono because he's the company director lol) #(it's what the people want jonathan!!!!!!!) #day says hey

[lookinginview068]

I mourn the fact that I will never have children.

It is not because I want any that I do so.

I love children. I love the wisdom they have, the spark that they have that haven't been beaten down by the oppressive rules of our society. I love watching them learn, I love helping them by answering their questions about life and the whole world.

I could still never have children.

I couldn't hope to afford it, for one. I have never been capable of working, and so my disability income provides only enough to support myself and the person I share home and living expenses with. Second, I am physically incapable of being there for any hypothetical child I would have, as I'm limited by constant pain and injuries.

And even if it weren't so, I would hate having to constantly disappoint due to my fatigue, given my own very active upbringing. Growing up in nature, exploring and learning within it is one of the most blissful parts of my entire life. I couldn't personally stand to not provide my child(ren) with that as an option that's at least available to them.

Third, my mental disabilities are only manageable because I am able to live daily life on my specific terms that separate me from general society. My routines and needs are strict, and also pivotal for me to be able to function just sometimes here and there. No matter how many fancy words I might vomit, none of them could ever begin to convey the delicate balance between a good day and one where my whole sense of self is all but gone.

This constant balancing of emotional and physical needs is like work in and of itself, and I only manage as well as I do now because there are no outside forces left to drain me.

All of these things were, in a sense, collectively decided for me. To say that me having a child would be a life sentence would not be an exaggeration. I do not even have pets for this reason.

I cannot unhave a child. Not in the way I can sell an object, or arrange an agreement with a significant other.

I also saw what raising a child while struggling my limitations did to my parents, and I would never wish to inflict anything even remotely similar to another child if I can at all help it. I came into this world learning that they were simply not equipped for what parenthood entails in our society, and then accepted that I wouldn't be either.

I do not want to have children. This is one of the simpler facts of my life.

But I mourn that it was never my choice to make to begin with.

I mourn not being given the chance to decide such a thing for myself, to decide what I'm capable of and willing to do. I mourn that I won't get to pass on the stories and teachings my well-meaning parents did. I mourn that my family line will die with me, not because of matters of blood, but because there are just so many things I would have loved to share. To see through the eyes of someone I love and chose to take on the role to help grow and support. To be able to provide the things I needed while growing up.

So much knowledge of my home and its history is likely to die with me. I would have loved to share it with someone, so that even should they choose to walk a different path in life, would at least have been granted that point from which their road started. Something that might hopefully have made their life richer.

I mourn that I will never get to even consider these things as an option. I mourn that I cannot confidently say for sure that I've chosen to be childfree.

It's for the best that I do not have children, no matter how you look at it. And that fact hurts me, perhaps more deeply than it should.

#writing #children #disability #disabled #thoughts #philosophy #reminiscing #self reflecting #childfree

[rin-and-jade]

hi, I’m calling in because I just need a second opinion on some things. I literally cannot trust myself to make a good judgment on this, because I keep flip-flopping.

I’m 100 percent sure I’ve been emotionally and verbally abused, and also emotionally neglected. But my parents do care for me, though it may be conditional a lot. They still treat me to good things, and give me hugs and stuff. But i know that still doesn’t change the past, and the fact I’m like pretty sure I’m a system.

like they may have ignored me and my crying because of nightmares, repeated nightmares. But they still love me, I see the annoyance and thoughts of worthlessness when they look at me sometimes. But they still love me, I’m just confused.

they’ve called me worthless, and useless and a good for nothing. But it’s like they never remember they did, there were times where I was yelled at because of some small mistake. And this was a lot to be honest when I was younger.

but they still love me, I just don’t know. They are annoyed and disappointed one time and love me the next, I’d tell them about my system but we already tried and that ended literally the worst ever.

but I don’t know, there were times when I went to a medical doctor person and I was told by my mum not to “say anything bad about her, because they’d take me and my siblings away” and idk if that’s what everyone says or just it was extra weird.

I’m just conflicted, i don’t feel like I can trust myself. And it kinda sounds like gaslighting now that I’m writing it down. But I don’t know!

how do you know if you’ve been emotionally abused/neglected and verbally abused? Because everything is saying yes, but I just need a second opinion.

thank you for hearing me out.

yours sincerely

🌺

Well, this is bound to happen in giving you mixed signals, but trust me.. if they really loved you, those situations where you’re ignored or get called names (useless, etc) will not happen, love itself taste sweet and not covered in bitterness inside, if there is any, it’s an excuse to justify their actions.

Just take notes, to be aware and work on immunity of gaslighting,, is seeing the full picture and grasping BOTH stories, not just saying one of them is correct because that won’t be near the truth. If we believe either “they loved me” or “they are abusers” will not make a base of reality you can trust to discern things in future. “They don’t treat me well but still loved me” creates a more interesting reasoning because it encapsulates both the negative and positive, and makes you realize the broader meaning of their actions, that sentence means “they still love and take care of me by physical means even if my emotional needs are not met” to me, so now you know the flaws of your parents, and work on being self sufficient on that aspect,, if what they say doesn’t align with the reality based off it, they’re gaslighting. (I can assist you with this)

Last notes that you’re not obligated to keep secrets for your own mom if it’s something bad, bad grows stronger in the dark,, where it is hidden from everyone. Plus that’s not a normal thing people say to their children so.. yeah.

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A word from @seraphim-collective

Firstly I’ll say that you are a competent human being with the ability to recognize wrong doings to the self. Secondly, this, from your description, is gaslighting.

I’ll note as someone who was a victim of abuse: they may love you, but it is no way to love someone.

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Anyone else can add on if you like!

- j

#actually did #did #did community #did system #did osdd #dissociative identity disorder #plural #system stuff #sysblr #janswersask

[madwickedawesome]

juno. juno what are your favorite nischa hcs?

OH MY LORDY SO MANY OF THEM. hmmmm also all of these r in my perfect world where they dated before their deaths bc <///3

(under the cut bc this is kinda long my b)

mischa is soo good at baking (his mother taught him) and noel loves to eat all the silly pastries and desserts he makes bc he will always decorate them w the GOOOOOFIEST SHIT like he’ll walk up to noel and be like “what do i put on my cupcakes.” and noel will be like “idk???!!!!!!” and mischa will end up making like minion cupcakes or some shit [to the intense dismay/amusement of noel gruber]

noel (love language words of affirmation) gruber and mischa (love language physical touch) bachinski. they are absolutely INSUFFERABLE to be around. initially they were kind of iffy on pda but eventually they end up violently making out with one another when they think no one can see or hear them (EVERYONE can see and hear them like oh my god)

mischa tried teaching noel some ukrainian and started w lovey dovey words like pet names and how to say i love you and stuff and then he ran out of cute stuff and now noel knows most swear words and 20 variations of the word balls?????????? additionally noel tried teaching mischa some french and mischa caught on QUICK and hes so proud of himself for occassionally texting noel in only mildly broken french good for him

noel writes lullaby-style love songs that still play into his romanticization of his oui oui bonjour headass (love him) and mischa frequently raps about noel and how love is love and gets so mad at youtube haters

additionally mischa and noel holding a party for themselves bc mischa hit 2k youtube subs slay

mischas “parents” kick him out quite often and noel is more than happy to let him sleep over :] they do participate in pillow fights and painting each others’ nails and talking just so much shit. also noels mom looooves him despite him being unconventional for the area bc hes such a silly goose and shes happy he keeps noel in check and happy

i cannot stress how much shit they talk like it is unreal how judgmental they are . noel will be working a shift and mischa will burst in and walk up to the counter and give a vague sentence as to what the latest gossip is and then take a seat and watch as noel claps his hand over his mouth they r dramatic AND judgmental like!!!!

noel initially got so embarrassed when mischa would just Come Into His Workplace while he was working but eventually he got used to it and his coworkers all tease him for it

mischa and noel visiting an art museum and noel dragging them to the european paintings section. noel giving his interpretation of one of the paintings as mischa barely holds back tears bc did i mention how dramatic and emotional this guy is holy shit

neither of them have good chopstick form. thats it thats just me saying this dudes can NOT use chopsticks

mischa having a teddy bear from home and being kind of embarrassed abt it bc not only is he a cool masculine man but he is also a caring mature lover who does not have time to cuddle next to a teddy bear!! however noel is kind abt it and the teddy bear is Here 2 Stay!!!!!!!!!

matching stick and pokes thats it (theyre so fucking stupid i adore them)

whatever these are

bonus

I LOVE MY GAYS!!!!!!!!!

#my sillies #sorry this is crazy long

[cala-aceattorney]

Theory on Kristoph’s 5 Psyche Locks!

Family

Klavier

Phoenix

Apollo

His views on the law and/or narcissism

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Family

I like to hc that the Gavin parents are borderline abusive. I think the father was prolly the more hurtful one? He would constantly berate Kristoph for not being good enough and verbally abuse him. Definitely he would slap him sometimes, but it's not a common occurrence. His mother probably just turned a blind eye; she was probably abused by the father physically so she didn't (or couldn't) interfere when the father abused Kris verbally.

I think to some degree Kristoph is like his father in ways that he doesn't want to be. Both are manipulative and think they're better than everyone, and Kristoph realises it subconsciously, but vehemently denies that fact in his conscious mind. That's how he got his first psyche lock.

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Klavier

Kris most definitely cares about Klav!! Like I hate it when people say that he was JUST using Klavier and didn't care for him because that's not true!!! Kristoph does care about his little brother, it's just that he gets very controlling at times, especially when he wanted to become a rockstar (which he saw as a form of futile rebellion, and sought to control him. He did that by warning Klavier about Phoenix's forged evidence, which earned back Klav's trust. I'd say during 17-yr-old Klav period they fought a lot, which led to him cutting his hair short as a sign of cutting himself from Kristoph's image.)

What Kristoph is hiding from himself is that he knows he sometimes makes Klavier upset (even though he was just trying to care for Klavier, through controlling him to steer him away from potential danger) and that sort of guilt just sits in his heart, forming a psyche lock eventually.

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Phoenix

I looove looking into their relationship and when I say they're spiritually divorced I mean it so very much!! I think the main thing that Kris is hiding from himself here is the fact that he loves Phoenix. Or loved, at least. He doesnt want to admit that he really feels genuinely about Phoenix, and he's sure that Phoenix hates him. And he's right. Their dynamic is like a complex poker mind game, and they're trying to predict each other's next move and what they're hiding. In a sense the poker games between Phoenix, Kris and Zak are kinda metaphorical of how krisnix treats each other? And as Phoenix won in Zak's poker games, Kristoph lost in these mind games. He can't comprehend that sort of justice that Phoenix values so much, but Phoenix can easily see how he values the law and its loopholes, as well as his not-guilty verdicts. (Because of experience with some asshole prosecutors.)

But through these games Kristoph comes to admire Phoenix in a twisted way, and he doesn't want to admit that he sees exactly why Phoenix Wright used to be the turnabout terror.

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Apollo

I'm using one single sentence in the infamous french version of the game as my biggest piece of proof: Kristoph addresses Apollo, his employee, with "vous" instead of "tu". "Vous" is a formal version of "you" in French, typically used for those with equal or higher standing than the speaker. (In terms of business manners.) "Tu" is informal, reserved for those under you or friends and family. Which means Kristoph, by using "vous", signals that he sees potential in Apollo. Otherwise, why would he allow Apollo to take a murder case as his first ever trial? There's clearly some semblance of loyalty and "closeness" between the two, and they have already established a trust between teacher and student. "Et tu, Justice?" When Phoenix outs Kristoph as the murderer in 4-1, he challenges Apollo's loyalty towards him. That must mean that prior to this trial they had a pretty positive relationship going on.

The point I'm proving here is similar to that of above, minus the romantic intentions: Kristoph sees potential in Apollo and he doesnt want to admit that he might one day be inferior to his current mentee.

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His views on the law and/or narcissism

He thinks that if the law cannot prove you guilty, you did nothing wrong. By offering his services as a defense attorney he "washes away" whatever crimes or guilt his clients may have. Added onto the fact that he believes that "there is only room for two: me, and the law!", it really shows the narcissism in him, how he genuinely believes himself to be the best, equal to the law itself, and how desperate he wants (or needs) to rid the lawyering world of anyone that can shadow him.

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That's all! I wanna hear your opinions on this too, so reblog, comment whatever, have a nice day!

#kristoph gavin #ace attorney #tw kristoph gavin #tw toxic family #psychelocks #klavier gavin #apollo justice #phoenix wright #krisnix #tw krisnix #ace attorney analysis #ace attorney meta

[multi-obsessed-fanfic-writer]

Lie for Me (Steve Harrington x Reader) - Chapter 3

Author's Note: Here it is, as promised! Chapter 3 of Lie for Me! Chapter 4 will be out on Wednesday. I hope you guys enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! And just so everyone knows, my requests are still open! I am currently working on two requests and I can't wait to have them out for you guys. Thanks so much and see you next time!

Story Summary: What happens when you see Steve Harrington for what feels like the first time since high school, and you already have someone asking if you’re his girlfriend? And what happens if you say yes?

Chapter Summary: Dustin promised to keep you and Steve a secret, but sometimes he can't help but open his mouth in front of the wrong people...

Lie for Me Chapter 3 - A New Deal

Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: 1,121

Warnings: Small section of parental abuse! Please don't read if physical abuse triggers you, lovelies. Other than that, nothing really that I can think of.

Today is the day. You just have to make it through one more day of fake-dating Steve Harrington, then tonight, it all goes away and you guys “break up.” It’s not like you’re looking forward to this, per se, but it’ll be nice to not have to put up an act in front of Dustin anymore and just get to be yourself free of any stipulations. This way, you’ll be able to build a friendship with Steve that isn’t based on a weird fake-relationship. Besides, you’re glad that it never got to a point where the two of you had to show any fake affection. It’s good that it’s ending before it’s really beginning. Who knows what could have happened.

“(Y/n)- we can’t breakup.” Steve pants, having just run up to you from who knows where.

“What do you mean?” You ask, brows furrowing in confusion.

“I mean we can’t breakup yet. I need your help.”

~Yesterday Night~

Steve had just sat down with Dustin for a family dinner with his parents. Steve had been complaining all day to Dustin, and the boy had insisted that he didn’t go to it alone since his father has a certain way of turning the conversation on him, and he may not try to do that with a guest around.

Dustin was wrong.

“I just don’t understand why you’re alone and at work all the time, Steve. When I was your age, I was--”

“A jerk.” Steve finishes his father’s sentence for him, angrily biting at the meat on his plate. Dustin shrinks back into his chair at the fight going on before him, and sees Steve’s mom do the same.

“I was confident, handsome, young, and making my life worth living. Honestly, son, you don’t even have a girlfriend. What would some girl want with a low-life loser like you? You’re not even going to college.”

“Maybe I don’t want a girlfriend right now, ever thought of that, dad?” Steve lets his fork clang loudly onto the plate as he matches his father’s glare, not backing down this time.

“You cannot speak to your father that way. I am the head of this household and if you dare use that tone against me again then there will be consequences.” Mr. Harrington threatens lowly.

“Oh, consequences? Please, tell me a worse consequence than living with you--”

Steve’s father rears back his hand and right as he’s about to slap it across Steve’s face, Dustin pipes up.

“Steve has a girlfriend!” 

Mr. Harrington pauses, hand still mid-air, as he processes this information.

“A girlfriend? And you didn’t think to mention her?”

Steve glares at Dustin, turning back to face his father.

“I didn’t want to bring her into this.”

“Into what?”

“This. Our argument. I don’t know, I just didn’t want her to have to meet you anytime soon.”

Smack.

A red mark glows brightly on Steve cheek, and he winces at the lingering sting of his father’s hand.

“That’s for lying to me and for thinking you’re clever. You may think you’re protecting your girlfriend because you think I’m some monster, but you’re going to have to get over that wimpy mindset, son. I want to meet this girl.”

“But, honey, we’re going out of town soon and--” Steve’s mom tries to spare him, but his father isn’t having any of it.

“The family reunion. At the end of the summer. She’ll be there, understand?” Steve’s father asks. Steve doesn’t say a word, just nods numbly.

“Good. Now get out of my house.”

Steve doesn’t hesitate. He grabs Dustin and practically runs to the door, not waiting for anyone else to utter a single word. All that’s on his mind is you and how he needs to talk to you now.

~Present day~

Steve had omitted the part where his father had slapped him. He didn’t want you thinking any less of him, and he certainly didn’t want you to go into meeting his father with a terrible impression of him. He knows you wouldn’t be able to let it slide and you’d probably end up getting mad at his dad, and that was the last thing he needed when his parents were meeting you. 

“So you’re saying we have to date until the end of the summer?” You ask Steve, still in shock at the turn of events.

“Yes. Just until after the family reunion, then you can go back to pretending I never existed, I promise,” Steve mutters breathlessly. You run through the scenario in your head, mentally sighing.

“Okay. Through the end of the summer. I’ll try my best, Harrington.” You extend your hand to shake. He takes it gratefully and gives you a small smile that you can’t help but feel concerned at.

“Thank you, (Y/n), you’re a lifesaver. You really don’t know how much this means to me.”

“I think I can begin to guess.”

But the truth is, you couldn’t. Not yet, anyway. Not before you’d met his parents. But you’d find out the truth soon, anyway.

“By the way, what happened to your face? Your cheek looks red.” You point out, reaching up to inspect it. Steve pulls away from you and grins.

“Oh, you know. Just blushing because I’ve got myself a girlfriend for three whole months now.

“Lies, Harrington. You’d never blush at me.”

“Who says so?”

“The fact that we’re not actually dating. Don’t be dense.”

“Ouch. Using the fact that I’m not going to college against me, huh?”

“Hey, you said it. Not me.” You tease him, but fall somber afterward again at his expression.

“I’m sorry for dragging you into this, I really tried to--”

“Hey, it’s okay, Steve. I’m not as put out as you think I am. Did I intend for this to happen over the summer? Obviously not, but it’s okay. It’s not like I’m trying to date anyone else, so you’re not exactly ruining my shot or anything. Don’t worry so much about it, okay? It’ll stress you out, and then you’ll lose your beautiful hair. That’s all you have going for you at this point, so you can’t lose that, alright?” You try to sound sad at the end, but you can’t bite back the smile on your face. Steve turns, deadpan, to look at you.

“Wow, not even my personality?”

“Well…we all have flaws, Harrington.” 

“Shut up.” He laughs and shoulder bumps you, and you feel better. You like knowing you have the ability to make him laugh even when he feels down. Someone should always have a friend like that, and you think you may have finally found yours. Maybe in an unconventional way, but you found him nonetheless. Maybe this summer could be fun.

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‘Our Children’ for the wip ask game if i’m not too late? 👀

This may be Not good also potentially upsetting tw for child death

He begets three daughters in the time they know each other. Each time he swells like molten fruit, each time he vanishes for weeks. The Urge does not mention fatherhood nor the claiming of rights. The Urge does not mention them at all, though he leaves locks of dark hair on his desk, leaves the small, the dried husk of an umbilical cord placed atop a small piece of paper, typically from Enver’s own drawers.

Enver doesn’t know what to do with these things, though he gives them places of honor. In his moon’s eyes, they are gifts - the only gifts he could possible give that have any real meaning. Such is a Bhaalist.

He buys the first, born on his own birthday, a small box. It is ornate and made of colored glass that is linked together by golden framing. Red and black, to appease both lords. He sets it on the window sill in his office, the low lid under the thick windowsill, hides it behind a curtain. No one shall look upon his daughter but he.

The second joins her sister, two years, and two months later. The Urge does not make himself scarce when he deposits her in his care. He crawls into his bed instead, legs still tacky with the smell of birth, and weeps, and weeps. He puts the younger and older together, and prays for no more babies. Prays the Urge’s womb will stale, that his seed will be rootless, takes care to see the wizard who always cared for his lack of bastards with no delay. The urge had been— sad, heartbreaking, wailing like a funeral actor even as he opened and reopened the stripping marks of his own appeals for forgiveness. The Dark Urge does not weep for dead children. The Urge was born for the purpose of making spawn, and then was, in a fraction of a breath, relabeled world ender even as the physicality of their body did not change with the divine task. Such is the burden of being both mortal and god.

The third is born when he is only a floor and a door away.

//

“Did I have hair?” Genuine shock and horror and the dumb curiosity of a child questioning all he knows in a simple sentence.

A weak laugh.

“No. But your scales were soft and your teeth had not come. A burden of being born from this soft body, I am sorry to say.”

“That doesn’t sound pretty.”

“Oh. All parents think their babies are pretty. Our happiest delusion, along with thinking that do as I say and not as I do will ever work.”

“She looks much like a potato, but she is my favorite potato ever.” The boy declares, sticking his nose into the bundle, and then grows serious. “She may yet live.”

A patient sigh. “Look very closely, my good hearted boy. She is too young to be outside of my belly. She cannot breath on her own, and few cleric can heal underdeveloped lungs in such a tiny thing. No, she is going. You best say goodbye.”

“But I don’t want to.”

“I know.”

“I want to bring her home, and keep Orin from eating her, and I want to take her to the ocean when she can walk so we can play together.”

“I know you do. You are a very kind elder brother. The kindest— say, why don’t you go wake Enver. Ask him— ask him for a healing potion.”

Pain - true pain, the pain that promises more as the body gives and bares down on itself - is riddled in his voice. He hears a trickle of urine, and a gasp.

“Father?” Fear. He reaches for the doorknob, opens it and then lets it shut with a bang.

“Enver,” comes the even reply. A greeting. “Lulius, sit with her by the fire, with your sister. The heat will be good to all of you.”

“But I’m-“

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